Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Lying opposite of Ye Chen was Yun Laoliu, who was in an even more dire state than the young man was. The man was spitting out blood from his own mouth, and even his Celestial Chi was escaping from his battered body. Then, when every strength had left his body and he could no longer hold on to his life, Yun Laoliu’s head finally fell onto the earth with a heavy slam.
If it wasn’t for his Explosive Seed, Ye Chen was sure that he could not have possibly stood as a significant challenger to the Eighth Stage fighter. Now, the young scion could only imagine how the poor man cursed his luck before he died. Imagine his humiliation to have died in the hands of a Sixth Stage “brat”!
Ye Chen quickly revolved his Celestial Chi to suppress his own injuries. With so much commotion made from the fight, he was sure he had already attracted someone’s attention. Regardless of who that might be, he had to leave the scene soon!
Before returning home, of course, Ye Chen remembered to purloin a few of the enemies’ belongings as his personal reward. He could not help but smile as he left.
It took only a few minutes before the clansmen from the House of Yun appeared at the former battlefield. They had raced towards the source of the commotion as soon as they heard them, but neither of them had expected to be greeted by the ravaged corpses of Yun Laoliu, Ye Moyang and the rest. A state of sheer shock seized them before anger took over. ‘Could this be the work of Ye Zhantian or Ye Changxuan?’ they thought.
The wounds found on Yun Laoliu’s battered body seemed to confirm their conjecture — it must have been a Ninth Stage master.
After shots of meaningful glances were exchanged among themselves, they lifted the corpses up and raced back to Yun Castle.
All of that occurred when Ye Chen had finally vaulted over the walls of Ye Castle and safely returned to his quarters.
He started to check out the items pillaged from his enemies, but to his dismay, Yun Laoliu and Ye Moyang appeared to be bereft of any materialistic holding. Though among the pitiful amount of Chi-amassing pills pilfered, Ye Chen did manage to find a treatise detailing the discourse of the Shadow Storm Talon technique.
‘Shadow Storm… Talon?’
Ye Chen frowned. Shadow Storm Talon was one of the best of all Ye family martial arts, second to the Primordial Thunder Body with its main hook being how ultimately fatal every strike a Shadow Storm Talon would always be. However, practicing it also comes with a drastic cost — every practitioner would inevitably become increasingly violent the more they practice it. With that being said, it would be best not to learn this technique.
Yet, despite his justified misgivings, Ye Chen could not help but flip through the book a little just to sate his curiosity. He convinced himself that he might be able to obtain some general insights in martial art cultivation from it.
All it took was a brief browse for Ye Chen to finally understand the underlying cause of the renowned uncontainable anger in every practitioner of Shadow Storm Talon. It seemed that one of the technique features was to revolve one’s Celestial Chi through the Taiyang meridian channel, before completely forcing that Celestial Chi current to course antagonistically to the direction of a normal circulation. It would be no surprise that after a prolonged time of practice, the practitioner would soon find themselves perpetually high-strung and embittered. It was less surprising that all of its practitioners would eventually and slowly suffer damages to their own internal organs due to this counterintuitive method.
In other words, all Ye Chen had to do to neutralize the bane of this technique was to emend some parts in its cultivation method!
It would be a beneficial move because, with this revision, the potency of Shadow Storm Talon would sure rise several leagues higher. It would be an effective stopgap should one found themselves in desperate situations.
After the revision, which Ye Chen then tested through his own Celestial Chi, the center of Ye Chen’s palm slowly emitted a golden-yellow ball of light as the low rumbles of thunder whispered.
By now, this revised version of Shadow Storm Talon was not it’s original anymore. In fact, it had risen up in ranks and one could even say that it was a technique that was Third tier or above.
Ye Chen then proceeded to revolve his Celestial Chi according to Wind Grace Technique and somehow, the execution of Shadow Storm Talon became increasingly nimble. At this point, the technique was at least mid-Fourth Tier, which was even more advanced than the Primordial Thunder Body Technique itself.
‘Shadow Storm Talon? More like Gale Storm Talon from now on!’ Ye Chen thought.
Another thought came into his head. ‘I wonder if I could incorporate elements of Ice Mystic Technique into this one day.’
Ye Chen was so engaged in the rapture of revising this particular martial technique that by the time he had checked himself, he was shocked to see that he had somehow fully mastered the Gale Storm Talon on top of giving it a drastic modify! Normally, a technique as advanced as the Shadow Storm Talon would require at least a good three or four years to fully master it. This would be the case even for the most naturally gifted martial art prodigies in the family. For the non-gifted practitioners, they may even require ten odd years, or even decades just to learn the basics.
If learning an established technique was already a challenge, what more could be said of modifying martial arts? That was an even more advanced undertaking, something that required an immensely high level of skills than any other kinds of martial arts endeavors. As an illustration, the Ye clan’s migrated — and ultimately settled down — to Donglin County about five or six hundred years ago. Yet, throughout this extensive history, only a handful of the members had ever managed to create a martial technique, let alone modify an existing one.
His own speed of mastering a technique, as well as his martial arts acumen, bewildered Ye Chen himself. Could this be another example of the enigmatic Nine Astra Skies’ power?
Ye Chen decided to return the book back to his father, but not before he made some marks over the erratic sections in the Shadow Storm Talon Discourse. However, he wasn’t planning to teach anyone Gale Storm Talon since no one in the family had trained with Wind Grace Technique.
Suddenly, Little Tanuki, who had been standing quietly on a side, let out a squeak.
Ye Chen then looked down to catch Little Tanuki’s crystal clear eyes staring deep into him. It might have even been doing this for a long while by now.
“Sorry, were you looking for this?” Ye Chen asked upon noticing that the creature’s eyes were staring directly at the Heaven-Earth Pouch tied to his waist. Apologetically, he took the pouch down and handed it to the tanuki.
Together with some strange treatises on powerful techniques and cultivation systems, this pouch would have had great material wealth. However, it still belonged to the tanuki clan and hence, these things were Little Tanuki’s birthright; Ye Chen had no right to hoard them.
The critter rummaged through the Heaven-Earth Pouch for a while before taking one of the books out and hugging it with its furry paws. It was the book, ‘Celestial Scripture on Mystical Beasts’ Cultivation.’
The first few pages were written in human writing system, yet the proses were so obscure and difficult to understand. To Ye Chen, it was hardly more intelligible than pure word salad. However, the rest of the book was written in a very strange writing system that harkened to the same paw-print writing that Little Tanuki had used before.
After retrieving ‘Celestial Scripture on Mystical Beasts’ Cultivation’, Little Tanuki butted the pouch back to Ye Chen.
“Wait. All of this… for me?” Ye Chen said in disbelief.
It nodded.
The young man fell into a thoughtful silence. If Little Tanuki was adamant that the rest of the content belonged to him, then he would not have any reason not to accept them, right? Besides, Little Tanuki would probably find no use in them anyway.
As payment for its generosity as well as holding to the fact that the poor critter had lost its own family and home, Ye Chen would just as gladly assume the role of Little Tanuki’s guardian from now on.
With the book now in its possession, Little Tanuki dragged it to one corner of the bed and started to flip through the pages. The serious expression it wore while reading really resembled a human’s. More so, Little Tanuki looked like a graceful belle when it was further complemented by its beautiful white fur
‘Celestial Scripture on Mystical Beasts’ Cultivation’ was an esoteric book intended only for mystical beasts. Yet, the other two books — arguably for humans — were just as esoteric.
As an example, ‘The Grand Supreme Way of Alchemy’ was a treatise on alchemy, or more specifically detailed on pill cultivations. Various methods to cultivate pills, as well as millions of pill formulae, were neatly divulged, ranging from the common Chi-amassing Pills, Chi Deposition Pills, Nexus Pills right down to Marrow Absolution Pills and even more unheard panacea.
In this world, being an Apothecary — one who cultivates and creates alchemical pills — was a profession of extreme prestige and wealth. Even a rookie Apothecary, whose only achievements may only include creating the most basic of all Chi-amassing Pills, could still net in yearly revenue rivaling the amount of money the House of Ye could make over several years. What more could one expect from Apothecaries of mid-, advanced- or even Master level?
However, becoming an Apothecary had always been borderline exclusive. Even a simple rookie Apothecary would need to attain at least Sixth Stage or above in their Celestial Chi, possess a prodigious level of mastery over their control of Celestial Chi, and be naturally attuned to Fire-styled Celestial Chi. Naturally, after all of these filters, only a selected few could pass for the profession. Accounting that, even less could eventually become advanced enough to be known as a Master Apothecary.
Hence, despite Donglin County boasting a population of a hundred million, the number of rookie Apothecaries alone had never been more than just a dozen.
In fact, should any member of the Ye family became an Apothecary, their status would easily skyrocket to a whole new prestige within the County!
Ye Chen was quick to explore the prospects of this profession. First, to him personally, pill cultivation did not seem like a very difficult thing to do in the first place. In fact, just by browsing through the book, it had allowed Ye Chen to remember every part of the generic procedure clearly enough.
Secondly, in term of talents, Ye Chen was confident that his acumen in controlling Celestial Chi should be up to par. The only conceivable hurdle would be the last requirement, which was the demand for Fire-styled Celestial Chi natural. As he had yet trained himself with the Fire-styled cultivation system recorded in Nine Astra Skies, he was not sure if he had any potential in it.
Then, he turned his attention to the pills in the Heaven-Earth Pouch as he wondered about the identity of the two maroon pills among them. With a quick look-up in the book, he was informed that those were Marrow Absolution Pills by the fifth page of the treatise. In it, the pill was described to be maroon in color, as large as a pigeon’s egg, and made from thirty-two types of advanced herbs.
Unless they had passed the Seventh Stage prior to that, most martial art practitioners would inadvertently suffer from meridian channels stasis after they had reached the age of eighteen; that was to sole reason to the unwitting stagnating of their cultivation. However, by ingesting a single Marrow Absolution Pill, one’s meridian channels would immediately rejuvenate as well as improve such that their meridian chi could return to the state that they were in when the practitioner was thirteen or fourteen-years-old.
‘So this is the legendary Marrow Absolution Pill, the pill that only big clan could ever afford to own?’
Ye Chen was taken aback by this realization. He was, of course, cognizant of the value of a single Marrow Absolution Pill. It was worth even more than a Nexus Pill, and most importantly, it could only be made by a Master Apothecary!
A Nexus Pill may be able to save someone from being crippled forever, but even then, the person may still suffer from a complete reset of their Celestial Chi stage. A Marrow Absolution Pill, on the other hand, could create a savant out from an average person in a family!
Ye Chen immediately thought of his two elder brothers, Ye Mu and Ye Peng. They were both beyond eighteen when their meridian channels had undergone stasis. With the aid of Marrow Absolution Pills, they would be given a second chance in the life of cultivation!
Reminiscing the brotherly solidarity between himself and his brothers, Ye Chen was more than happy that he could finally repay their kindness with something equivalent of worth.
Anyway, as anyone who wants to be a Master Apothecary would first have to master a Fire-Styled cultivation system. So, Ye Chen decided to place ‘The Grand Supreme Way of Alchemy’ aside for the moment.
Now, his attention was rested on the last book of the heap —’Palms Puncturing the Cosmos’.
